Never Ending Love-Chapter Three
“Lynn!” Her father shouted. He kissed the blonde girl on the lips. The girl smiled. Kayla watched from her living room. Lynn and her son had come. The moving trucks were parked in front of her house. Kayla watched the movers for a little bit, and then stormed off to her room. She hadn’t seen the son’s face. Only Lynn’s.
She sat on her couch, reading a book, until a male figure appeared in her doorway.
“Hey,” he said. She turned. He came into the room, his face now fully visible.
“Oh my God,” she started, “You’re Justin! Justin Timberlake! Ahh! Dad!” she shouted. Then it hit her. Lynn Timberlake. Justin Timberlake was going to be her step brother!
“Haha,” he laughed. Her dad sprinted up the stairs and stopped when he saw his daughter.
“Ahh, so you two have met. Kayla, this is Justin, Justin, my daughter Kayla,” he said, before sprinting down the steps again.
“Oh my God” she said again. “Oh my God!” she exclaimed.
“Is that all you can say, Kayla?” He asked, his eyes glittering.
“No, it’s just that, well, um, look at my room, you’ll see!” she exclaimed. He turned towards her room.
“Holy Cow! I look soo weird in that picture!” he exclaimed, looking at her Justin-Zone room. All around, pictures of Justin were plastered around her room. She had lots of photos; some from magazines; some from friends; and some even were personals taken by her in some concerts she had attended.
“I take you’re an Nsync fan?” he asked jokingly.
“No, I love the Backstreet Boys!” she commented sarcastically. He laughed and paced his hand on his chest, pretending to be wounded.
“No! And is that why you have pictures of yours truly all over, and not the BSB?” he asked.
“Ahh, so you are self-centered as everyone says you are…” she started.
“Stop!!!!” he said.
“Fine, Curly,” she said.
“Okay, Kay.” He retorted.
“ We had better get to bed,” she said. “Your rooms next door,” she added.
“Night,” he said, and walked out the door. Kayla jumped in her bed. ‘That is one boy that’s gonna make an awesome stepbrother—I mean, brother.’
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